and Phil Naish
					Sung by Amy Grant

Looking out
To the hills, to the setting sun,
I feel a cold wind
Bound to come;
Another change,
Another end I cannot see,
But your faithfulness to me

Is making it all right.
I fall down on my knees;
Tell me that it's all right.
You give me what I need.
Years of knockin' on heaven's door
Have taught me this, if nothing more,
That it's all right, what may come.

I've heard it said,
When the river's running high,
You get to higher ground or you die.
Well, muddy waves of pain
Washed over me,
And it only made me see,

It's gonna be all right.
I, I fall down on my knees;
Tell me that it's all right.
You give me what I need.
Years of knockin' on heaven's door
Have taught me this, if nothing more,
That it's all right, what may come.

When will I learn there're no guarantees?
What strengthens hope, my eyes have never seen,
But it won't be long
Till the faith will be sight,
And the heavens will say,

It's all right.
(All right.)
(All right.)
(All right.)

All right,
I fall down on my knees;
Tell me that it's all right.
You give me what I need.
Years of knockin'...heaven's door,
Have taught me this, if nothing more,
And it's all right.
Whatever comes.

All right,
Fall on my knees,
Tell me that it's all right.
You give me what I need.
(After all these) Years of knockin' on heaven's door,
					(Years of knockin' on heavens' door,)
(It's gonna be) All right.
(Oooooh, yeah.) All right.
I fall down on my knees,
Tell me that it's all right,
'Cause you give me what I need,
(After all these years of knockin' on heaven's door,)
					Years of knockin' on heaven's door,
(It's gonna be) All right.
Whatever comes, yes sir,
All right.
I fall down on my knees.
All right